Kafka’s Execution by Aaron Wiegert

He shipped K. to Amerika,
Only to be swallowed
By tenements and tangled
In the laundry lines
Of European ghettos.

Under the Law’s crown,
He circled court chambers
Before breaking the lock
And pulling back the curtain
Unveiling the skeleton of Justice,
With its lice-riddled scalp
And a laughing confession,
There was no intention of release.

So he scoured the village
Through midnight snow,
Twisting arms with hopes
Of collecting a crumb
From the command in the sky.


Aaron D. Wiegert is the author of Evil Queen, a chapbook from Budget Press. His work has appeared in: Poetry Salzburg Review, Pacific REVIEW, Indent Magazine, The Broken Plate, Tulane Review, South Carolina Review, Spoilage Magazine, and Antique Children Quarterly. He can be reached at haveuceenthebridgeman@gmail.com.